Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

[This is unbelievable! This is the first time I've ever seen a jungler suffer such a huge loss, especially since it's his own teammate!]

[I don't understand, seriously, why did Qi Chuan target the jungler? Was he betting the camera would cut off and we viewers in the livestream wouldn't see it?]

[It seems you really don't understand. Since Qi Chuan made this decision, it means he doesn't care whether we see him or not; what he cares about is the result.]

[Yes, wasn't it said that the Wild King saved his life twice? A great favor becomes a great enmity. He couldn't repay the favor, and then he was caught talking badly about the Wild King to the team captain in private. Didn't that directly create a grudge between him and the Wild King? If he doesn't find a way to kill Ling Ye, do you think he'll have a good future?]

[Let me explain something to everyone: the team captain rotates every two years by default. The system automatically activates a voting mechanism, requiring all team members to anonymously decide whether the current captain can be re-elected. The member with the most votes is eligible to take over as captain—the current captain of Hunter of Time and Space is not as strong or prestigious as Wild King, you get what I mean?]

[Isn't that petty? Not only are they ostracizing the team's key players, but they've also specially sent two trusted aides to keep an eye on the jungler, as if they're afraid that if the jungler ranks high this time, he'll get some good stuff that will pose an even greater threat to them, right?]

[I think they just want the jungler to die! The jungler is too sentimental; he's only thinking about leaving the team. If you ask me, we shouldn't let them get away with this!]

[Huh? Why did the scene change again? How's the jungler doing? Please don't die!]

[He's not dead, but that bastard Qi Chuan seems to have taken the potion and run away!]

The scene then cuts to Yi Zanglan's side, where the group experiences being surrounded by zombies and the bus exploding. Yi Zanglan then discovers Qi Chuan, who has escaped to the vicinity of a vocational school.

What happened next was completely unexpected.

The entire live stream room erupted in excitement, with the barrage of exclamations filling the screen, making it difficult to even read a few words of fluent human speech.

[Holy crap! Holy crap!!! She turned Qi Chuan into a human stick!!!]

[I really wanted Qi Chuan to die, but I never expected him to die such a horrible death!!!]

[Wasn't he using mind control just now? Doesn't that mean Yi Zanglan has essentially broken through mind control? So she's completely unaffected by illusions?!]

Does being mentally ill mean you can't be controlled by others?

Don't talk nonsense! He may seem mentally ill, but he's actually a genius!

[Did you see that? You all missed my previous comments! You bunch of blind people, did you see Yi Zanglan's unparalleled five-star Xuan Tie scythe? Praise it!!!]

[Go for it! Yi Zanglan, didn't you want to build a team? I've arranged everything for you. Rescue the jungler and you'll have a frontline warrior; rescue Du Songzi and you'll have a support healer. My sister has it all!]

[I'm going to spend some money, I'm going to see Yi Zanglan reach first place in this game!!!]

……

Inside the abandoned youth hostel, Ling Ye injected himself with the last dose of the No. 1 drug, and the gruesome, bleeding knife wound on his chest was rapidly healing.

If it weren't for his high tolerance for injury, anyone would have died on the spot from Qi Chuan's sneak attack.

Juniper had hidden the medicine on his person, and Qi Chuan hadn't discovered it; otherwise, it might have been stolen as well.

He adjusted his breathing, glanced down at the system interface, and saw that his mental value was currently only 20.

The inn was already completely surrounded by zombies. They couldn't escape as easily as Qi Chuan because, in addition to mind control, Qi Chuan also had a passive ability—he was unremarkable and didn't attract any attention. As long as there were other players present, he wouldn't be targeted by the monsters first.

"...Brother Ling." Looking out the window, Du Songzi took a deep breath, trying her best to suppress her inner panic. "That looks like...a raging zombie."

The last type of zombie in this game's encyclopedia, the Rage Zombie, finally revealed its full form to the two of them.

Apart from the pair of scarlet horns, the enraged zombie's skin was dark purplish-red, its hard but rotten-looking muscles bulged and protruded, and its veins crawled all over its body like black snakes.

Its face was twisted and cracked, its eyes were bloodshot and bulging, and when it opened its mouth to roar, black pus flowed out, and the deafening sound waves spread outward, making people feel dizzy.

Du Songzi watched as the other party smashed down the hostel wall with a single punch and was closing in without stopping. In less than ten minutes, he might destroy the entire building.

"Brother Ling."

"Hmm." Ling Ye's expression was very calm, as he always was, the calmer he was in the most dangerous situations. "I'll hold them off for a bit. If you can run, then run out on your own. Don't hesitate."

"But you..."

"No buts."

He weighed the metal baseball bat in his hand, then suddenly threw it out of the house with all his might.

The baseball bat spun and smashed through the glass, hitting the head of a jealous zombie outside the house squarely, causing slime to splatter everywhere.

[System prompt: Summon weapon [Great Wilderness Snow]?]

【Yes. 】

Silver light gathered in his palm until it transformed into a simple Tang sword with an ancient shape and a blade as white as frost and snow.

With a loud bang, the hostel's door was completely breached, and countless zombies swarmed in.

Ling Ye reversed his long sword, his figure flashed like a startled swan, and in the blink of an eye, he was already slashing at the horde of corpses.

＊ ＊ ＊ ＊ ＊ ＊

Lingye single-handedly killed the enraged zombie and fought his way from the youth hostel to the crossroads.

His original plan was to seek refuge in a nearby hospital, but the situation did not give him that opportunity.

More zombies surged toward the intersection from all directions, and in the increasingly thick fog, the outlines of two more enraged zombies vaguely appeared.

"Run! Don't look back, run!"

Later, Lingye was almost overwhelmed by the horde of corpses. Du Songzi vaguely heard his voice, but she did not care about escaping.

The duty of a support is to stay with their warrior. Even if they are not very capable, they would never betray their comrades in battle.

He was determined that even if he died today, he would die a glorious death in battle.

But if I could miraculously survive...

He's going to leave the team with Ling Ye when he gets back!

...It seemed like a desperate struggle, with the chances of survival extremely slim.

If there is no turning back.

While Du Songzi was trapped on the outskirts, and Ling Ye was fighting the two enraged zombies alone, several invisible, obsessive zombies also quietly crept up to the surroundings and locked onto him as their target.

As the low growls rose, Ling Ye was completely entangled by the enraged zombies and had no time to look behind him when they suddenly revealed their true forms.

Clang!

It was the sharp sound of metal clashing with the claws of zombies. Someone arrived just in time and blocked the few obsessive zombies for him.

The sickle swept across, splattering blood and grime.

Yi Zanglan reversed the hilt of the knife, exerted force with both hands, and the sharp blade suddenly cut through the wind, severing the head of the enraged zombie in one stroke.

The two then worked together to take down another one, quickly sweeping around the area, picking up juniper berries as they passed by, and then running wildly into the distance.

Ling Ye flicked the blood off the blade and looked at Yi Zanglan with a complex and incredulous gaze.

"How did you find me?"

Yi Zanglan took out the watch from her pocket, waved it at him expressionlessly, and then tossed it away.

Ling Ye was stunned: "You killed Qi Chuan?"

"Otherwise what? That thing should have died long ago, shouldn't it?" she sneered. "After all these years, you haven't grown at all. You always soften your heart when you shouldn't. I'm ashamed of you."

"..."

"Since you care so much about your teammate, why don't you go and pay your respects? I'll give you directions; you can retrieve half of his head, wash it clean, and keep it as a souvenir."

"..."

"If you waste my time like this again, I'll chop your head off too."

"..."

Du Songzi, who was obediently following beside him, listened silently as Yi Zanglan scolded his boss, head down, and ran as hard as he could.

He dared not speak.